Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God-Chapter 551 -

Next second, he was directly in front of Zhao Bing, swinging his fist, heavily smashing toward Zhao Bing's head.

Zhao Bing was stunned; he had not anticipated that Ye Ling, who had just been standing still, would suddenly appear before him, delivering a lethal punch.

"Hmph, mere child's play!"

Zhao Bing snorted coldly, his right arm quickly stretching out to grab Ye Ling's fist.

His hands were extremely sharp claws, which also contained a potent poison that could instantly corrode an enemy's body and absorb their cultivation level and soul power.

Ye Ling's lips curled into an evil smile; he had long wanted to take action against Zhao Bing. Zhao Bing's strength was indeed formidable, certainly not just an ordinary peak of the Heavenly Realm.

Yet, even so, Ye Ling did not regard him highly.

After Zhao Bing's claws caught Ye Ling's fist, his face instantly contorted with shock as he felt as though he had struck steel, feeling a terrifying force.

Moreover, this force wildly spread up his arm from his fingernails.

"Damn, get off me!"

Zhao Bing roared, frantically trying to use his spiritual power to release his hand, but it was ineffective.

Instead, that bizarre force continued to madly surge into his body through his arm.

Zhao Bing's face turned exceptionally ugly; he hadn't expected Ye Ling's physical strength to be so terrifying, truly indomitable!

Ye Ling burst into laughter, then shifted his body and easily dodged Zhao Bing's strike, then charged at him again.

Zhao Bing quickly waved his hands, continuously hitting toward Ye Ling's body.

But Ye Ling flipped over to dodge, then again charged to Zhao Bing's side.

Zhao Bing's face turned grim, unable to believe he was being suppressed by Ye Ling. How could this be possible, his power was terribly fearsome!

At that moment, the sound of breaking wind suddenly reached Zhao Bing's ears, causing him to start, quickly turning around.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

Sounds of cleaving air continuously attacked, making Zhao Bing's face grow even more sinister as he hurriedly ran forward.

"Trying to run?"

Watching Zhao Bing flee, Ye Ling sneered coldly, lightly tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, and his figure turned into a wisp of green smoke, pursuing Zhao Bing.

"Swoosh!"

Ye Ling leaped high, instantly appearing behind Zhao Bing, his palm tightly clenched into a fist, smashing it toward his back.

In that moment, Zhao Bing felt a sense of impending crisis quietly rise in his heart, his goosebumps erupting as he hastily drew out a long spear, directly thrusting it toward Ye Ling.

"Clang!"

A sound of metal striking metal rang out, Zhao Bing only felt a terrifying gust of wind sweep across his wrist.

Instantly, his wrist ached, and his hand went numb, almost causing him to drop the spear.

"Not bad, worthy of being the Lord of the Northern Domain, managing to withstand Young Master's three punches. It seems today, Young Master needs to properly teach you a lesson!"

Ye Ling chuckled, his figure suddenly darting in front of Zhao Bing, and again, a fierce punch smashed toward Zhao Bing's forehead.

Zhao Bing's mind whirled rapidly, and his lance continuously created several afterimages, aiming for Ye Ling's fist. However, with each collision, Zhao Bing was forced to retreat several steps, and some blood even trickled down his fingertips.

"What kind of monster is this guy!" Zhao Bing roared angrily, his eyes reddening.

He, the Lord of the Northern Domain, when had he ever suffered like this?

But the person in front of him clearly was an unreasonable type, relentlessly launching crazy attacks that left him in a complete mess every time.

If this continued, it was very likely he would fall here!

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"Split Heaven!" Zhao Bing roared lowly, and his lance instantly transformed into dozens of meters in length, a series of glaring black beams covered the sky, enveloping Ye Ling completely.

Ye Ling grinned, a flash of white in the arena, and the Snow Drinking Blade appeared directly in his hand, slicing through the black beams with terrifying blade beams, bursting forth a dazzlingly brilliant glow.

"Hmph! You think with that trash weapon in your hand, you can withstand my Split Heaven Spear technique?"

Zhao Bing sneered viciously, then with a fierce push of his toes against the ground, rocketed into the air like a cannonball, charging at Ye Ling once more.

At that moment, Ye Ling's figure suddenly surged upwards, stepping out and appearing mid-air with the Snow Drinking Blade swirling a pattern before fiercely chopping downwards.

The air whooshed as a swath of blade light spread, countless fierce blade energies whistling out, falling like a waterfall brutally towards Zhao Bing below.

Boom!

As their bodies intersected, Zhao Bing trembled, a mouthful of blood spraying out; his face turned deathly pale as he hastily retreated, dodging Ye Ling's fearsome onslaught.

"How is this possible!"

Zhao Bing muttered incredulously, his eyes bulging roundly, filled with disbelief. He had attacked with all his might!

Yet he was still defeated by Ye Ling, and it was the sort of defeat where he had no chance to retaliate!

How could this be possible, his cultivation was nowhere near Ye Ling's, by logic, Ye Ling should have been the one suppressed by him. But now, what was going on?

"What... what did you exactly use?"

Zhao Bing took a deep breath and asked, staring at Ye Ling. Although Ye Ling's cultivation was lower than his, his combat power was overwhelmingly fierce, which was simply unthinkable.

"That's my secret. It wouldn't be fun if I told you!"

Ye Ling grinned, a look that irritated Zhao Bing to the teeth!

"Boy, I don't believe that I, the Lord of the Northern Domain, can't handle a young lad like you!"

Zhao Bing gritted his teeth, suddenly pulling a dagger from his waist.

The dagger emitted a faint cold light, and a chillingly cold aura instantly filled the entire arena.

"Whoosh!"

Zhao Bing leaped into the air, his dagger ferociously stabbing towards Ye Ling. As his body skimmed through the air, each move carried endless terrifying power.

"This guy is so fast! Worthy of being a domain lord-level master, his strength is really strong."

Ye Ling frowned slightly, watching Zhao Bing's figure plunging towards him, and couldn't help shaking his head. Zhao Bing's speed was indeed incredibly fast, hard to guard against!

If it had been someone else facing him, they would definitely have been crushed by Zhao Bing in an instant, and even Ye Ling couldn't guarantee he could fully dodge this attacker's assault.